Chapter 13

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Brett's POV

Talking about Drew again made my heart heavy.

Talking about everything made me feel even more depressed.

I can't take it anymore.

I want out.

I don't want to be here.

I'm just suffering being here..

so what's the point?

I walked into my bathroom and looked in my medicine cabinet.

I grabbed all my pill bottles and looked in the mirror.

I looked like shit.

I looked like i haven't slept in days, which is true. I looked like i've been crying 24/7, which is also true. And i look miserable. All of the above.

I looked at my pills and opened each cap.

It seemed like a good idea.

No more suffering.

No more pain.

No more.

I would be free and be with Drew.

I smiled sadly and swallowed all the pills.

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-present-

Janice's POV

"Brett? Brett please? Get up."

I cried and ran to Brett's unmoving body.

"BRETT!"

I looked at all the pill bottles around me and realized he overdosed.

"No. Please no. I'm sorry Brett. You were right. You were right about everything! I'm so sorry."

I cried and cried.

I wished Alex was here to comfort me.

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